Wednesday, April 25, 2012

It's the little things

I like keeping shoeboxes. perfect for holding all the random things I accumulate.
I like things that are full on tacky/gaudy. Not all the time but currently, giant plastic ring on my finger in the shape of kissy lips
I like glamour shots/ads in magazines. I've cut out ones I deem the prettiest and created a wall collage. Still growing.
I like paper laterns.
I like the special moments of feeling deliciously girly. Like when I wear a killer dress and/or killer heels. Getting flowers. Hosting a party. Being domestic.
I like the moments when the dancer busts out in me. Whether by spontaneously dancing or by doing balletic poses and feeling like the ballerina I never was.
I like manly stuff. colognes. manly decorations. men's fashion.
I just realized I must have an affinity for jakcets. I have more than my room can contain. they're my version of shoes; one kind of jacket for every occaison.
I like attention. Nothing over the top. but celebrate my birthday, give me flowers if I have done something. I will be tickled pink.
I like my dog and the way she's always happy to curl up with me every night. She's fiercely independent but she's my baby too.
I like honesty. Those moments of unexpected realness